Isekai ni Kita Boku wa Kiyoubinbode Subaya-sa Tayorina Tabi o Suru

Morning. The morning sun is beautiful from the top of the tree. Below my eyes is a tent and tarp I built yesterday.

Hmm? Why are you sleeping on a tree when you have a tent?

Well, the tent cohabitant pissed me off.

I unwrap the crawling rope I haven't made in a long time, feeling sad in the morning, and slowly descend relying on it in brackets on the trunk of a tree. Leaks a sigh after seeing a tent illuminated by the morning sun to make sure there is no movement. The landlord still looks like a good night. Of course, we don't imitate nothing to wake you up. That's what I learned yesterday. You shouldn't wake Daniela.

Light the fire to warm up the rest of yesterday's soup. Stare at the burning fire as the leisure time passes. Bo, I like staring at fire all the time. Because my head will be empty. If you notice it, it sounds gutsy and boiling, and you rush away from the pan. Soup in a bowl, breakfast for one. Daniela would wake up properly. But I'm free to wait, so I decided to set up a little surprise for you. Let's hunt for a deer. Not because I want to. [M] No, I'm not!

It was not difficult to make a bow with a cradle string made with a good tree and crawl rope application that did. And the arrows. I could pinch the wings that were falling on the straight branches that pointed them. I may be able to do better things over time, but I don't know much about it, and this guy is as easy to win as a deer thanks to "clever poverty".

Explore the woods while trying the signs sensing methods taught yesterday. I don't know. Demons or deer. If it's a demon, it's Forest Wolf. I often walk in more than one. So how about a deer? The deer are a herd too. But unlike Forest Wolf, it has no magic. Then we can also find out if there is magic in the signs......

"Well, it's not that easy to detect magic."

It's not cheat. There is no protagonist correction.

"In the meantime, explore the signs and confirm from afar"

In the end, that's all I have. Let's hunt Daddy and surprise him before Daniela wakes up.

A few minutes of walking with a surprising face in mind. Apparently, he was twisted. A herd of deer is walking forward. Pretty good. Now if the hunt succeeds, I have no complaints.

Watch the wind flow. Apparently not on the wind. but not even under the wind. The wind gently strokes my left cheek. Is it Mr. Spirit?

Walk slowly into the wind. The deer are looking very manly, eating the leaves of young trees growing on the ground during the morning leakage days. I don't think I noticed. I arrived under the wind, unnoticed in the end, so I gently set up a bow. When I slowly imagine it in my head, the motion necessary to shoot a bow due to "instrumental poverty" is played back on the 4-part screen. Follow that image, squeeze and set the strings.

The wind shakes my hair gently. At that moment when the forehead hanging slightly on the left eye shakes and the vision is clear, release the string.

Unlike Daniela's bow, there is a sound of bins and strings releasing arrows. A deer sees this way. but one of them pierces the chest so that an arrow is sucked in. I heard a small squeal. It's a scream. Only one of them falls on the spot as the deer around him runs and scatters. I rush out quickly and wave my sword to stab a stop. [M] My black, wet eyes looked at me, but I didn't respond to it. I shook my sword down as it was.

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I don't have any rabbits.

That's the feeling I had when I woke up and left the tent and looked over the tree. But there were traces of him. Yesterday's soup is on the side of the fire with warmth, and my vessel and spoon washed with drawn water are placed upside down. I guess it's a consideration to keep the dust out. I feel my cheeks loosen a little just that.

Yesterday morning, I slept as usual. He was. Weak mornings are my eternal concern. I drank the liquor I got last night in the dining room to get to bed early. That seems to have been the enemy, and in my lit sleep I cleverly took off all my clothes and scattered them while sleeping in the futon. The rabbit came to wake me up there. It's all an accident I invited, so the rabbit's nothing wrong with it, but my shame refused to let me be honest.

Went through the western gates uncluttered and into the woods. The rabbit was trying to soothe the air somehow. but my shame at being seen naked made me go nowhere. The number of words will be low and small considerations will not be possible. I meant to live long as a white elf, but I'm just a kid. That consciousness makes me unable to move like a geese again. Asagi walked behind me with a troubled grin and continued to practice the sign sensing I taught her.

If it is a battle, the body moves. That's what I've been doing repeatedly. But there's a lack of consideration for the rabbit. I'm so lacking in this that I don't think so. And that self-loathing thrusts into my heart.

It's after dinner. I chuckled as the rabbit stared at the fire. I didn't know what I thought and laughed, but he immediately looked at me and bowed his head.

"Thank you, Daniela, for today. Not until yesterday at all. I feel like my eyes have changed."

For a moment, I didn't know what you were talking about. But the only verse that immediately occurred to me was this morning. What is this guy talking about? I thought about what I laughed at. I thought.

"Oh, because you saw me naked. Pervert."

I wonder what a painful thing you've said now that I think about it. I'd beat myself up if I could go back yesterday. The rabbit solidified a little with his head down, and when he raised his face, he had a troubled grin that he saw during the day.

"Let's sleep separately today. That would be more reassuring."

That's what I say. I get up and disappear into the woods. I wondered what I would start then. And I had time to think.

I wonder what changed my eyes to see? What I did today. Being seen naked. Having come to the woods. Having hunted Forest Wolf. That I taught you sign sensing.

Think that far. Reminds me of the word of the rabbit. And notice. It's about sign sensing. My eyes on the woods changed, and my eyes on me didn't change anything.

I gradually realized what I had said. When I tried to get up to look around, the rabbit came back. I have a crawl and a stone. A brilliant trick turned the crawl into a rope. While I was impressed, I missed the time to apologize. The rabbit is already on the tree. Wouldn't it be too soon to climb?

When he tried to speak, the rabbit threw a stone tied to the rope of the crawl, causing the tree to circle and brace itself. I see. I heard you were sleeping on a tree. Oh, so you were sleeping.

Time's up. I feel sorry for myself at all. I drove the rabbit onto the tree because of my own immaturity. I entered the tent without the art of exchange with unspeakable disgust towards myself, and to this day.

Sip the soup in a bowl. Warm. It's like a rabbit's heart. I felt some sign when I was taking a breath. I'm approaching this way. Come closer and I get it. The rabbit. The rabbit is back.

Now it's time to apologize. And thank you for the soup. I drink up in a breath and stand up, looking in the direction of the rabbit coming. To apologize. To do it again with you.

The rabbit that showed up carried a fine deer.